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The Jace Shuffle

Long hair, long dances through long nights
longing for the source of this force in-sight
belonging to the present
what a gift to kiss so pleasant
wrong forgets its name in the right segments of frames
she holds these sequences in movement
grooves to use the mold of the music

smiles never hurt so bad
while clad in a dress of glad
style asked for tips
to which she permitted answers
“lip your voice with truth and come closer”
say no further
He found choice in every motion
as she sung magic in memories of devotion.
Time stops its commotion
the mode of intense passionate emotions
dancing to the step of bodies woven into oxytocin

never before had he tasted this potion
the one of mystery that is completely free
Necessary, found stories of fairies and fireflies
while the garden grows in the summer sun shine
they miss through distance and wish
which way and when?
how long does pain and joy pretend?
this might be
the right chance to enhance what could be
romance glanced at circumstance